Afterward the four of us would celebrate in our own unique style, in the world of pillows and blankets scattered across the floor of my bedroom. Along with champagne, massage oil, and a roaring fire.
MMMMmmmm…
Life was definitely good. Much, much better than at my ‘lakeside’ villa. I’d made a hell of a lot of smart moves since then, thankfully. And I had very little regrets.
“You ready?” I smiled, kissing Roderick on the cheek as he fumbled through the sheets of his prepared speech.
“Err… I—I guess.”
“You’re going to slay them, baby,” I cooed into his ear. From the corner of my eye, I could already see the headlamps of the big plow pulling up near the manor’s huge front windows.
“You really think so?”
“Trust me,” I winked.
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Chapter One
ADDISON
“No, the highlight of the evening wasn’t when your uncle forgot your name,” Saxon laughed. “It was when he finished his speech… then turned around and walked straight through the double doors into the restaurant’s kitchen!”
Damon snorted so hard he almost spit out his beer. Somehow, my husband-to-be kept it in.
“I’m pretty sure he was trying to find the bathroom,” I giggled, settling back into my seat.
“Yeah, but he was gone for three or four minutes!” Saxon was laughing so hard now he could barely keep himself upright. “Shit, I thought he was gonna come back out with a tray of wings!”
His last statement had the three of us bawling — literally crying our eyes out with laughter. Damon reached out and clapped his friend hard on the back. The two of them were so off balance they almost fell over.
“I forgot how much I miss you, man
.”
“You’d miss me a lot less if you came out to visit,” Saxon countered quickly. “And you really have no excuse. It’s not like Vegas is boring or anything. Plus Addy deserves a vacation just for putting up with you.”
Damon shoved his friend playfully, and this time he did tip over. Our best man rolled sideways and returned to a sitting position again — all without spilling his beer.
“So it was a good rehearsal dinner then?” I asked eventually.
“The best!”
Saxon raised his bottle, his sapphire blue eyes still shining with tears of laughter. His ear-to-ear grin was warm and genuine. As beautiful as he was.
“Here’s to the bride and groom,” he toasted, and the three of us clinked our bottles together. He looked back at the two of us and shook his head somberly. “God. I just can’t believe it.”
“What?” asked Damon. “That your best friend is finally getting married?”
“No, that you managed to land a girl this beautiful.”
Saxon grinned and raised his bottle my way. Smirking broadly, I toasted him back.
“Anyway, tomorrow’s going to be fantastic,” said Saxon. “Especially if your uncle ends up stumbling into the ladies room, or something equally amazing.”